[pause. his eyes narrow briefly at the journal before he lowers it and looks away.]
... pretty much everything I am is defined by memories that aren't mine. But the thing I always held onto was the memories I made, as Xion. As me. But if even those are wrong, and I was never a boy...
[clenches his jaw and goes quiet. the hand holding his journal is trembling slightly, but he gives no other indication of how deeply this upsets him.]
[voice]
[pause. his eyes narrow briefly at the journal before he lowers it and looks away.]
... pretty much everything I am is defined by memories that aren't mine. But the thing I always held onto was the memories I made, as Xion. As me. But if even those are wrong, and I was never a boy...
[clenches his jaw and goes quiet. the hand holding his journal is trembling slightly, but he gives no other indication of how deeply this upsets him.]